"Absolutely not. It's a ladies only party and I don't give liquor to minors," her teacher responded in an outrage tone. "Is there a dress code?" Catie...asked. "No, dress how you wish." Her parents gave their consent and even accepted Marsha's offer of her picking up and dropping her off afterward. It was a longest day for Catie had ever experienced as she waited for Marsha to arrive. She showered and spent a great deal of time on her hair and makeup. Finally at seven pm there was a honking in. They sat down and asked for coffee, all polite like. Then they started talking really politely to the ladies. All over forty I guess. Except for the waitress. Yeah, okay, effing this and effing that. But not actually rude you know. They were teasing them really. The ladies settled, the waitress brought a little tray of cakes. One or two of the sensible ladies left. They could see there was something didn’t add up I guess. The waitress walked over to see if they wanted anything else.“Yeah” said. "Yes Daddy?" she asked.I motioned with a nod. "Kiss your hot sister Loretta. Make Daddy happy and be a good sister." Kiss me sis," Lisa said, pulling her closer. "Kiss me while Steven butt fucks me."They opened their putty mouths and locked lips, tongues slithering sloppily-a nasty, wet kiss. As they explored each other's mouths, I moved my hand over Loretta's plump ass, easing two fingers in her anus. She murmured her approval, still swallowing Lisa's tongue.Eventually, Lisa broke the embrace,. The really spooky ... deep ... deep ... dark, the main part of the warehouse was perfect for a game of Commando squirt gun. We had coveralls and high-powered squirt rifles for everybody. The concrete creek culverts and rail-ties, plus all the old trunks and cheap furniture stored on the main floor made a great place to play. Who said college kids aren't kids ... their games are a little faster and there isn't a lot of, "I got you!" "No you didn't. Ya missed!" When you are dripping wet there.